My past turned into my future.
Trying my mom’s margarita turned into getting completely wasted. and not remembering anything.
Hearing stories about kids getting high turned into hearing stories about me getting high. and waking up in jail.
Having a guy/girl friend meant having a boyfriend/girlfriend. and lots of them.
Having boyfriends/ girlfriends turned into having sex. a lot.
Random sex with random strangers turned into rape. and me coming out as bi.
People looking at me and turning their faces because I had a boy/girlfriend. lead to self harm.
Self harm turned into suicidal thought. and therapist/psychiatrists.
Therapist and their “help” turned into mental hospitals. and juivie.
Me telling you this story on Tumblr gave me the courage to tell my friends my life story. and figure out who my real friends are and their problems too.
